One by one, the monstrous faces bared their fangs and claws, swiftly pouncing toward Adrian and the others.

Slash!

Ash stepped forward, unsheathing his Doomcleaver with a clang. Instantly, many monsters and fiend slaves were killed on the spot. But the old man didn't care about his fiend slaves. His figure flickered, and strange black auras kept appearing. With each eruption, more fiend slaves materialized.

The Netherites beside the old man used similar methods. Under their attacks, the entir